Yo Unregistered: Join us for the April 1 meeting when it will be Recovery night. We will have demonstrations working with winching, recovery and spotting. We will meet at 7:30 p.m. at Jefferson County Fairgrounds (not Stevinson Toyota but nearby).

I mentioned yesterday that I just wanted to get out a little. Nothing major, nothing over planned. Sometimes it's just nice to get out and hit the dirt road and see where it goes. I opened page 50 on the Colorado DeLorme Atlas and picked some roads. No GPS today, I didn't even turn it on. I didn't want to know how far I went, or how far I had to go. Topo paper maps only, just because.

I had a little stream in mind that I wanted to check out. I was wondering if it held any fish. I left the house at about 5:15am with a large coffee and a small cooler with some water. I also packed my 6'6" 3wt Diamondglass fly rod and some dry flys.....just in case. I also packed some tools and a few spare suspension parts because I just did a new setup and I wanted to find some bumps to test it out.

I hit 25 south to Wolfenberger Rd and west into the Pike National Forrest. The goal was to check out some of the spur roads off Rampart Range Rd. I ended up on Jackson Creek, Dakan Rd, FR503, FR563, Bergen Park Rd, Hidden Valley Rd, FR348, and maybe some others that I didn't see on the map. I was hoping to just roll the windows down and catch some fresh Colorado air in my lungs. I was beat down from work this week and I needed some good 'ol fashioned dirt road driving.

Well, I found the dirt roads, found some rocks to play on, found a stream, found some tiny brook trout willing to take a dry fly, found some deer, found some views and took a couple deep breaths of Colorado mountain air. And..... I was home in time for lunch with my kids.

New suspension setup worked fine (80 Series L Shocks +mods to fit a 100) I have a few more sway bar tweaks to make. The fishing was in a tiny stream with VERY spooky brookies and tight brush. It was a "hands and knees" operation, very soft casts and 7x tippet. One bad cast, or shadow and they were GONE.

I took Rampart Range Rd north to 67 on the way home. It was PACKED......I mean JAM PACKED with people. I didn't see one other person all morning until I pulled onto that road. Every single pullout had a camper or a tent. Prior to that, it was just me...... just what I needed.